Hopefully the mink doesn't resent you. I'm going to change the schedule to teaching him that humans and elves are nice, and that goblins taste good. I might name the Mink Abba, but I am open to suggestions.

Since we don't have our tank with us, maybe we should create a flank trap around the doors as we open them. One to the front, two to each side and hope that monsters are stupid enough to charge us like they would in an old school video game rpg.

(We should probably stop splitting the party. It's a pretty good way to die.)

You open the door and see a large, long room. There is a big and tall stone table in the room, with four of the huge stone chairs. The chairs and table are of matching size. Two doors on the left wall lead from the room. One of the chairs are standing right in front of the door the furthest away.

Saucix starts picking through the large rock pile. He soon notices a cold draft along the floor, and behind the rock pile he spots a crack in the wall by the floor, a couple inches large. Some snow has blown in through it. He keeps searching the pile, and suddenly his fingers touch something soft and scaly. He pulls his hand back, moments before several snake heads shoot out, snapping at the air. A ball of intertwined snakes falls out of the pile onto the floor, hissing weakly. They seem rather dazed. Saucix sees that they were lying on top of a round stone, about half a foot in diameter, perfectly white and smooth.

Remus: Harry... I'm a werewolf.
Harry: Are you fucking serious?
Remus: Well yes, but I don't see how that applies here.